It’s Jacob. He knew I wanted to be alone with him. And he must have seen me run back here when he stopped the fight. The chanting of Hunter and Semenov had definitely stopped. I would have thanked him, but I was a little distracted by the fact that his lips were pressed against mine.

My first kiss. I’d been waiting my whole life for this moment.

His tongue slid along the crease of my lips and I parted my lips for him. I had no idea what I was doing, but I really liked how it felt. I really, really liked it. My tongue collided with his.

He groaned as I finally kissed him back. I’m kissing Jacob Miller. I was pretty sure I was smiling more than kissing but I didn’t even care because this moment was perfect.

I ran my hands down his bare chest for just a second before he grabbed my hands. He stepped forward, pushing my back against the wall. And then he lifted my hands above my head, pressing the backs of them against the wall too.

No, this was definitely not how I pictured my first kiss.

It was a million times better.

A million times hotter.

I was completely at his mercy.

This was the first kiss to end all first kisses. I was pretty sure I moaned. Or something. All I knew was that I’d never made that sound before.

He deepened the kiss, pressing himself more firmly against me. He was only wearing boxers and I could feel how hard he was against my stomach.

For just a second I heard Sophie’s words in the back of my head: “The key to a man’s heart is giving him a blowjob.” But she was wrong. Because I was pretty sure I already had Jacob’s heart. Why else would he be kissing me like this? Like I was the only girl he’d ever desired. Like I really was the only girl he noticed in a room. It was everything I’d ever wanted. And yet…somehow I wanted more.

I wanted to run my fingers through his dark hair. I wanted to touch every inch of him. It was like he knew exactly what I wanted, because he let go of my hands.

But before I had a chance to reach out to him, he stepped back.

“Wait,” I said. I wasn’t nearly done yet. I never wanted my first kiss with him to end. “Jacob.”

I couldn’t hear or see a thing.

“Jacob?”

I saw a sliver of light from the door and turned just as it closed.

“Jacob!” I called after him.

Why hadn’t he responded to me?

I stood there for a few seconds as my heart rate started to slow down.

Wait…

Oh no.

Had Jacob not responded because it wasn’t Jacob who I’d just kissed?